What I ate and what I didn't

On the birthday I consumed:
one glass of champagne
a bite of a donut - I normally would have finished the donut even if it was horrible but I couldn't help but think 'it is sooo not worth it'.

Today I consumed:
I had this box of Belgian chocolates that came with a birthday gift. I gave all the chocolate away except for one piece. Had one bite and then threw the rest away.

Tonight I run. Whee!

Day One million and nine - 26!

Today is my birthday. And the only thing I have interest in doing this evening is going for a run (one month until a half-marathon) and then watching a movie. I'm not even craving a cupcake or baked brie. Again with this amazing progress: You guys! I DON'T WANT CHEESE.

Day 113 - OMG and Work and My birthday

At the start of the summer before I started the PCP I didn't think about work. I mean, I knew I had trips coming up but I didn't think that I would be spending so much of my life in Washington, DC hanging out in the airport. But that is where I have been. Hanging out in airports, train stations and in my car and oh yes! It is also birthday time. I bet if you ask someone what keeps them from focusing on themselves and their health, their first answer would be family and then work.
I also cannot believe it's day 113.
Also, also, I can run six miles without wanting to punch someone in the neck.
Also, also, also, I continue to be amazed by my progress.

Day 104 - Svelte and clothes and such

So this is me the other night. In a dress I haven't worn in like two years because it made me look very pregnant. And I'm wearing leggings because why not?
I'm finding that I'm losing weight in a very...uh...interesting way: My legs, hips and thighs and arms have lost inches at an alarming speed but what is in my stomach is still there. Though much less but still it's all very jarring to notice that I can't wear the same tights I wore last winter because they are falling off my ass but the mid-section. Murr.

There is more coming about how I really feel about 'Peak Condition' and how felt at the beginning vs. how I feel now and what I think Peak Condition means. But for now a photo of me looking 'svelte' as Mel Sidwell said. I'm about to go speak at a closing session of a conference. In a dress a size smaller than I wore before. Joy.

Day 96 - Too early

I'm up at an ungodly hour for a Saturday for a run and a workout. It's also freezing. Basically I'm miserable, sober and cold. But my pants are too big. So there is that.